01x05 - Ndovu's Last Journey

[bunniefuu]

I reckon it's good night.
And thank you, jumbo.

Lat 35.04
long 3.51

Destination: tanzania
serengeti national park

-Man, pop, you're
driving like a maniac.

-You mean, you want
me to slow down?

Are you kidding?
I love it.

This is the only way
to be sh**ting big game.

Hurry up.
We're falling behind.

Hang on.

I'll cut around the water hole
and get ahead of them.

Hang on.

-What happened to his face?
-Poachers.

They sawed off the tusks.

We'll head back to the camp
and tell the game rangers.

Maybe they'll be able
to pick up the poachers' trail.

Back in the truck!

Climb, jonny.

Climb!

National geographic,
here comes jonny quest.

Move, jonny. Move.

Get out of there!

Jonny.

Ndovu has selected you.

-Ndovu?
-The elephant.

-He has chosen you.
-Chosen me?
He nearly k*lled me.

You have been wearing
those clothes too long.

Do you remember nothing?

What's to remember?
We've never even been here
before.

No, wait.
What have I forgotten?

Ndovu has marked your spirit
as one he knows from the past.

You are the one to join him on
his journey to the burial ground
of his ancestors.

It was prophesied that white
people with green veins
and eyes like cats...

...would emerge from the water,
bringing sticks
that spit fire...

...and a great hunger
to control all things.

I do not know why ndovu chooses
a small water person like you...

...but he needs a friendly soul
amongst so many hungry white
men.

Well, where is he?

-Hey, where'd the old man go?
-I don't know, jonny.

But before you even ask your
next question,
the answer is no.

The elephants' graveyard,
benton.

Jonny could prove it really
exists.

That is not a job
for a 13-year-old boy.

And certainly not
for my 13-year-old.

I guess the more pressing
question is:

Can we make this hunk of junk
run...

...or is it ready
for the quest rover graveyard?

A little to the right, benton.

-What's the prognosis?
-Put it this way.

If it was anything
but a quest rover,
we'd be walking to nairobi.

If you go tramping
across the serengeti alone...

...the only graveyard you'll
find is yours.

Either we go with you or...
You talk him out of it.

The paradox of karmic fate
is the razor's edge...

...between predestined reality
and active choice.

I guess that means we're going
with you.

Is that the same elephant?

I think so.

Wait a minute.

Yeah.
Yeah, that's him.
Come on.

Jessie?
Come on, guys,
time to kick it.

Son of a g*n.

-What is it?
-Well, looks like they
decided...

...to find the elephants'
graveyard, after all.

I don't believe it.

Relax, benton. They're smart
kids. They'll hang tough.

-Jonny. Jonny.
-Jonny!

-Oh, no.
-Would you guys help me?

Man, that thing's big enough
to trap an elephant.

But old ndovu
just strolled on by.

I guess that proves
he's smarter than we are.

Strike me, I haven't seen tusks
like those in 15 years.

Crank it, mate.
The tooth fairy will come up


This is not very cool.
We're not the only ones
following him.

And it looks like the others
are loaded for bear.

Hold up.
If they want the elephant,
they gotta come through here.

And if they come through here,
they've gotta come through us.

Winch the truck out of there.

I'm going after the ivory.

Pick me up when you're done
and try not to drive into any
more traps.

Moron.

Any sign of them?

They were here, all right.
They headed out that way.

How can we have lost him?

Only you could lose an elephant.

There he is.

Man, who is that guy?

Whoever he is,
if he gets within range

While ndovu's climbing out of
the river...

...there'll be one small
elephant graveyard right there.

Come on.

Is that the humvee?

Tanzanian border patrol,
I think.

This is not good.
He is spying us spying him.

Poachers.

Up there, on the spur.

Let's go.
Move it.

-Over there.
-Yes, sir.

Throw out your weapons,
and come out with your hands up.

Children?

Where are you from?

What are you doing out here?

-We're following that elephant,
sir.
-Ndovu.

To his place of death.

That is such an unlikely story
that it might almost be true.

Who are those kids?

And how in hades did they
connect with the tanzanian
border patrol?

No matter. We've gotta
get rid of them anyway

If we're gonna get those
tusks.

Give me that gas can
and wait here.

We will make camp tonight.

But tomorrow, I must return you
to your parents.

But those poachers
are still out there.

What about ndovu?

What about the elephant?

Young man, the elephant and
africa have come this far
without your help.

We will probably survive your
return to the civilized world.

Fire.

-Come on, let's go.
-Over there.

-Come on. Come on.
-Go, go, go.

Find somewhere to hide out
tonight.

We'll pick up the trail
tomorrow.

Jonny! Jessie!
Hadji!

Get him into the truck.

Jonny. Hadji. Jessie.
Move it, move it, move it.

Go.

Look.

Go well, dr. Quest.
And thank you again.

We will not forget you.

-What about the elephant?
-The poachers will surely be on
his track.

Leave the poachers to us,
and we will leave the tourism to
you.

-But ndovu needs our help.
-Jessie, cool it.

Let the man do his job.
Let the elephant find his own
way home.

It's the old man.
Over there.
Come on.

Hold it right there, son.

-Dad, we gotta follow him.
-No, jonny.

This adventure
has come to an end.

We made it this far.
We can't give up now.

To follow knowledge like
a sinking star...

...beyond the utmost bound
of human thought.

To strive, to seek,
to find and not to yield.

I think that's your dad's way of
saying,
"go for it."

Let's go.
Come on.

Wait a minute.
I didn't say anything
about going on your own.

Relax, benton.
We'll be close behind.

How much trouble
can they get into?

Either that elephant
learned to fly,
or he was abducted by aliens.

-Hey, wait up.
-Where'd he go?

Come on,
we can't let him get away again.

I'm losing them in that
undergrowth.

Get some traction on this thing,
benton.

sh**t the fire.

Well, we can stick a fork in
this,
benton, because it's done.

Where's ndovu?

Where'd he go?
How we gonna find him?

Well, that is the way he went...

...so we will simply have to see
without our eyes.

Come on, benton.
Don't be showing your age on me,
now.

Easy for you to say.

I believe that is the proverbial
light at the end of the tunnel.

Well, it's about time.

Holy moly.

-Unbelievable.
-The elephants' graveyard.

Look.

Wow, indeed.

Oh, the sometime inadequacy
of the english language.

Dad?

Good day.

Easy, guys.

This isn't the time for heroics.

You got that right, sport.

Besides, I owe you sprogs
a vote of thanks.

Hadn't been for you,
I'd have shot old jumbo there
and never found any of this.

I'm gonna end up
the richest bloke
in the southern hemisphere.

Now move.

Move it!

You got your ivory, sport.
At least let the kids go.

Dad.

Why don't you just get it over
with...

...because that's what
you're gonna do anyway,
isn't it?

You got that right,
sweetheart.

Look out!

No.

Don't die now.

He came here to die, jonny.

That is why the old man asked
you to accompany him.

If everyone knew about
the elephants' graveyard...

...then it might stop
the k*lling and poaching.

Not as long as people
will pay cash for ivory.

And not while mankind
and animals compete for the same
living space.

So we'll keep the secret
of the elephants' graveyard?

Yeah.
Us and the old man.

Where is he anyway?

I have a feeling
the old man was ndovu.

Come on, hadji.

Well, did you ever see both of
them at the same time, together,
in one place?

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